Maou no Hajimekata

"What..."

Defeat the Black Luke in the White Bishop.

"This is a battle...?

Wikia was half-hearted and asked.

"Oh. Check mate with four hands from here. You win."

That's what Oulu told me, but it doesn't come close.

Sure, that reading is the same for Wikia, but there was absolutely no realism in my beating Oulu with chess.

"Did you lose your hand or something?

"Why should I do that? Seriously, you win."

Oulu, who answers while cleaning up the pawn, seems somewhere unhappy, and Wikia finally begins to realize that she has won.

"I didn't think I could win"

The word, leaked in a pompous manner, is sincere.

"It's nothing strange. It's a game on the interceptor. One-on-one battle, the pawns in hand are mutual, and all their movements are visible to each other. Odd species odd tactics are difficult to use. On that condition, you're just better than me."

That's why I ordered them, Oul says.

Wikia thought about what she was up to this time when she told me to deal with chess, but I felt like eating a shoulder watermark in a double sense.

"If you still say you can't believe it...... right. I'll reward you for one thing."

"A reward."

Wikia felt like she was going to do something nasty again anyway.

Already she belongs to Oulu physically and mentally. If you ask me, I don't deny it, and it's not like I don't like it. Instead, I honestly don't feel bad because you can treat me nicer than usual when I hold you.

But if they called it a reward, there was still enough will to put up a void without joy.

"Whatever. I'd be in trouble if the boulders told me to give my neck to you, but if that's not the case... for example, if you want to break the curse and go back to earth, that's fine"

So Oulu's words had a strong impact on Wikia.

"Are you sure...?

In that case, let me erase the memory of this labyrinth. "

Wikia's head was badly confused by an offer she never thought possible.

I can't even tell if Oul is serious. Even if I stare him in the eye, he just stares back at me with the utmost seriousness as usual.

"Nothing, you don't have to decide right now. Trouble with it."

That's what Oul said, as if he had seen through Wikia's heart like that.

"... ha"

By the time I realized, Wikia was stuck in her own bed.

The words thrown from the oul circle through my head.

What I thought about was what the sincerity was.

Is it so easy to let go of Wikia, who made it his own by putting so much effort into it? Isn't it some kind of trap or ruse?

... While I think so, a chilling part of Wikia's thinking tells me that's impossible.

Wikia already told Oulu her real name and even engraved herself on it. You can say that the body, the mind, even the soul belongs to Oul. Only free will is left, but even if he cares about it, he can take it away immediately.

If you want Wikia to do something, you don't have to do anything about it.

Then why?

Really, are you going to let me go on par?

No, that can't be happening. So, thought returns to the beginning again. It was grand.

"What's wrong with you?

Clear blue eyes reflected Wikia as she raised her face to a comfortable voice like the sound of a bell. Staring worryingly distorted at his adorable face is Schal, a former companion and now a colleague.

Speaking of which, I wonder what happens to them as they are freed.

After thinking so, Wikia surprised herself that her thoughts had never turned there before.

When I was first imprisoned, I should have just been thinking about how to miss my people.

"... Char. Maybe you'll let me go."

"What?"

Charles blinks his patsy, big eyes.

"If you want to get back on the ground, you can do that."

From the mouthfeel of Oulu, could Shall and Najah be freed together?

Words spoken with such mild thoughts began to tear through Schal's eyes.

"Oh, hey... hey, no more... I don't need it, I don't... Huh! Oh, my God!

The tears grew large while he saw them, and Charles shrugged and shouted like that.

"What, no, I don't think that's why. If you want to leave until you get tired of it."

In an unexpected reaction, Wikia rushed to forgive Shall.

"But..."

But Schal's tears don't stop.

"I mean you can leave! For Master Oulu, that doesn't mean you don't have to stay!

Wikia accidentally let her body down to the shock as if she had been beaten with a hammer.

You're in shock, you're in shock.

"Shall... to Oulu, do you want to be needed?

"Around, well, isn't it?"

As he wipes his tears with his clothes sleeves, Charles answers.

"... it's okay"

said Wikia, stroking that head pounding.

"Because I'm the only one who's been told that. You won't let go of Charles."

"Right, let's..."

Whilst hissing, Shall manages to regain his composure.

With a grin and a nod, Wikia's heart was complicated.

If there is no back, and you are freed according to the word, doesn't that mean you don't need it anymore?

I don't want to admit that.

Charles revealed the true meaning that the thought of the grand tour had hidden.

Not as disturbing as she is, but that was a much more distracting fact.

"Mr. Wikia... are you leaving here?

Shall asks as he wipes his fingers with tears that glow in his eyes.

"... right"

Return the words while conceiving, not affirming.

"Shall you help me think?

To Wikia's words, Charles tilted his neck.

"I made up my mind."

A few days later, Wikia said so by visiting Oulu.

"What do we do?

Oulu inquires with no interest at all.

To him like that, Wikia slapped what she had prepared.

"... what is this?

Placed on the table are wooden planks that resemble chess plates.

However, the number of mass eyes is high and the colors are not applied separately.

Only on the plank of a tree, nine squares long and nine horizontal were separated.

"It's a kind of chess I thought..."

Answering, Wikia takes a wooden pawn out of the bag and lines it up.

Unlike chess, this one has no color. But it was oriented and in such a way as to distinguish which pawn it was.

"The difference with normal chess is that there are a few different types of pawns... and that you can treat the defeated pawns as your own"

"Ho."

Interested, Oul stared at himself as he rode out and took the pawn in his hand.

"The wish is to have you compete with me three times now"

Finish arranging the pawns, Wikia says.

"One for each win, let us go. That kind of battle."

"I don't care if we don't fight like that, you three can put together and let it go."

"Will you take it, won't you?

Dare to ignore Oulu's words, Wikia stuffed.

Blue silver eyes shoot through the oul like arrows.

"... okay"

Oulu nodded slowly after a long tour of thought.

"Tell me the detailed rules. That battle, I'll take it and I'll stand."

In conclusion, the battle was a disastrous defeat for Wikia.

There are no stones or anything in the rules that I have just made new and have done little research on. While searching for winning opportunities by hand with each other, the pawns you take run endlessly across the battlefield so that they can be placed anywhere.

It was Oulu who captured and brainwashed the enemy soldiers and adapted as quickly as possible to that rule, which imagined an ambush by transferring in the magic of the labyrinth.

Even if not, the number of hands you can hit is out of step with a regular chess. The more means, the more power Oulu increases. Against Wikia, who reads deep ahead, Oulu turns out to have a broad perspective.

"That's my three fights and three losses."

"Right. Sounds like it..."

Whereas Wikia raised her hands in a light manner, Oul nodded in a manner that did not fall.

"What?"

To such an oul, Wikia laughed nicely.

"... no..."

I guess I don't know what Wikia's after.

Or a man who does stupid things like asking the other person directly.

Wikia whines in her heart because she imitates what she tries.

Either way, Oul will realize that this is just harassment, but until then, you just have to suffer precisely.

Wrinkled between his eyebrows, his tongue tongued out at the troubled Oulu, and Wikia left the room with a grin pressed to death.